Just an old house with the roof falling in Standing at the edge of the field Watching the crops grow as it’s always done before Nobody lives here anymore The sun’s going down in the Carolina Pines I’m a long way from home and I miss that love of mine Broken windows, empty doors Nobody lives here anymore Old memories come whistling like the wind Through the walls and the cracked window panes And the grass is growing high around the cabin door Nobody lives here anymore The sun’s going down in the Carolina Pines I’m a long way from home and I miss that love of mine Broken windows, empty doors Nobody lives here anymore Once there were children and a few hired hands A hard-working woman and a bone-tired man Now that old sun steals across a dusty floor Nobody lives here anymore The sun’s going down in the Carolina Pines I’m a long way from home and I miss that love of mine Broken windows, empty doors Nobody lives here anymore The sun’s going down in the Carolina Pines I’m a long way from home and I miss that love of mine Broken windows, empty doors Nobody lives here anymoreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
